Don't Give in Vain

The Fall of the Mission Raider & The Young General's Lifelong Obsession The mission person thinks she is outside the world, but all thoughts are the same... She has already entered the game. Going back in time still cannot change the ending. The strategy she thought she had was actually the beginning of everything reincarnated. What she was thinking about under the cliff was the delusion of burying him with her body. He never thought that she, who was holding tightly in his hand and never letting go, was his obsession. She was his lifelong thought by mistake. It can be said that once you enter this situation, all thoughts are the same. When the red luan changes, it will be another round of mistakes, over and over again, step by step, the red shadows on the golden well are stacked on top of each other, how can we talk about missing each other, the past remains the same, and people miss it crazily. Crime and punishment start from the beginning. The setting sun slowly sets and falls into the world. The warm orange light shone sparsely on his face through the layers of tree trunks. Take a clear picture of all the hair on his face. Gao Jingyi suddenly felt the touch on his face. The body was shocked, just for a moment. "The general's face is stained." A soft voice came from above the head. It seems to be explaining and reminding. "More Miss Shen." Gao Jingyi replied politely. Nanjia said nothing. After a moment of silence, "General Gao should thank you for the safety button." Then he smiled as if he had thought of something. "Look, this temple is really powerful. It saved both of us." Gao Jingyi said nothing. Just listen to her quietly. Just listen like this. The shadow of Jinchu is the moment of peace he can get. My heart seemed to be filled with some inexplicable softness. … Shajuan looked across the armor. Fortunately, it was evening, and the armor was still quite close-fitting. The summer heat seems to extend later than usual. The vines that grow wildly and wantonly in the dark are about to be roasted in the sun. … Gao Jingyi quietly walked to her side. Hearing a few of her mutterings to herself, a bit hazy and more like coquettishness, made someone's heart soften and add a bit of bitterness. He leaned over and took the book away from her hand, and when he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of her tears. His heart throbbed involuntarily. Subconsciously, he raised his hand and paused. Wiped away her tears. "She probably doesn't care, she can't see anything clearly." The voice was soft and low, and it was deliberately lowered. It seemed to be there but it was not there, and there was an unshakable stubbornness in the tone. "Youyi..." The things that cannot be revealed to the public, the things that cannot be vented, and the things that cannot be said to her. At this time, it was like being given some kind of permission, and it was accompanied by a bit of bitter and repeated thoughts. The drunken girl was covered with moon gauze. The moonlight should be hers alone. He followed the etiquette and stood seven steps away from her. He looked at her directly like this, almost completely drunk, but his eyes were as hot as charcoal for cooking wine. Faintly following the waves in his eyes, he never minded showing the warmth in his eyes. The moon is in the clear autumn with him. A clear moon rises, as if it belongs to two people alone, one standing high beside the other. A bit of desolation and loneliness was generously exposed to the two of them as the moonlight poured out at this moment. … In the first life, she should suddenly realize that she was in the first life, just as she slowly began to realize that her feelings for Gao Jingyi were extraordinary. It was like slowly immersing in water, rising and falling, accepting the entanglement of ice and cold, as if waking up from a dream, it was the time when its ice blades were flourishing. Finally, her mission ended in a heavy snowfall. Purpose: An ancient style of poetry, hoping to give everyone a different feeling